When the system is flooded

Ye Qiniang looked at the fortune teller hesitantly. She had always believed in the fortune teller by the fortune teller, but several times in a row they were led by the fortune teller and cut off the road. Now even she didn't speak.

Xifeng and Banji didn't speak either, they just looked at the fortune teller thoughtfully, neither helped the fortune teller nor stopped Xingmeng.

Xiang Beifei couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Xingmeng, what are you doing?"

"I just think the team needs to be reorganized. What we need are real fortune tellers, not magic sticks."

Xingmeng rubbed his fist, his eyes were already full of killing intent.

Xiang Beifei said: "If I were you, here, I would use my brain to think more instead of solving problems with my fists."

Xingmeng turned his gaze to Xiang Beifei, and said with a sneer, "Do you believe in his messy divination ability?"

Xiang Beifei said calmly: "The divine operator's divination ability is actually right. You may wish to think about it. Every time we walk according to the divine operator's choice, we will not encounter any danger on the way, and we will just reach the breaking point. If we go from here If you go out, you may leave the ruins without encountering any danger."

Xingmeng snorted coldly: "Leave? We didn't just come in and stroll around and then leave! What do you think we are here for? Touring mountains and rivers?"

"But at least it means that the road chosen by the fortune teller is safe! He relied on his divination ability, and every road he chose was less dangerous. Up to now, is he wrong? What did you encounter on this road? Is it dangerous?" Xiang Beifei asked back.

Xingmeng narrowed his eyes and thought for a while.

Everyone's eyes swept back and forth between Xiang Beifei and the magic operator, and found that Xiang Beifei's words were correct.

Xingmeng said coldly: "Then what do you think we should do?"

Xiang Beifei said indifferently: "The next thing we can do is to take the dangerous road that the fortune teller said."

Xi Feng, who was in the cold storage, held his sword and asked, "You mean, let's drill wherever there is danger in the future?"

"I didn't say that." Xiang Beifei said calmly, "But everyone is not a fledgling person, and they must understand a truth. Opportunities are often not hidden in safe places, otherwise it will be your turn to come here to find opportunities?"

He was also rude.

Neither Xingmeng nor Xifeng liked Xiang Beifei's tone of voice very much, but they couldn't find a point to refute.

Indeed, if there is no corresponding protection for the opportunities in the ruins of production and harvesting, people would have taken the lead 10 years ago, and it would not be their turn at all.

Ban Ji asked: "Then our road is cut off now, how should we go?"

Xiang Beifei said without thinking: "Wait, the road here is always changing anyway."

Right now, we have no better solution but to wait.They can't leave either. If they fly directly away from the bridge and look for it in the black mist, they will be in trouble if they can't find the black bridge.

Shen Suanzi went to Xiang Beifei and said gratefully: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mu, for helping me out."

Xiang Beifei shook his head and said, "No, I'm just discussing the facts."

"I'm not very familiar with this place, and I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. The way of divination seems to be greatly restricted. I guess you can trust me here." The fortune teller smiled wryly.

Xiang Beifei pondered for a while, and asked, "You can predict good and bad luck, so before joining this team, didn't you know whether everyone is trustworthy? Will you be backstabbed by your teammates?"

The fortune-teller shook his head and said, "I never do fortune-telling."

"Why?"

"Because people are very complicated. Everyone cultivates a special way of heaven. You will never know what way the other party is practicing. Once you divination someone who shouldn't be divined, it is very likely that the other party's way will remember you. Get into trouble." The fortune teller explained with a smile.

Xiang Beifei was slightly surprised.

This long-browed old man was able to think like this, but he didn't expect it.

In fact, God's operator is right to worry.

Because as long as he divination Xiang Beifei, then Xiang Beifei will be able to completely grasp the opponent's dao embryo!

Chapter 7 Nine Great Tribes

Xiang Beifei originally wanted to use a fortune teller to help him learn divination, but the old man with long eyebrows refused to give him the chance.

Could it be said that those who practice divination of the way of heaven have such awareness?

What about the palace?

The Daogong family has a great career, and they are absolutely not afraid of the heavenly way of other races. There should be people who practice divination and other heavenly ways, but I don’t know if they will be lucky enough to meet them.

Ye Qiniang inspected the broken bridge, and then said: "We can't wait like this, let's spread out a certain distance to see where there are new roads, don't go too far, make sure everyone can see at least one person , and report when you find a new path.”

"Row."

Everyone had no objection, followed Ye Qiniang's instructions and immediately dispersed.

Xifeng walked towards the broken bridge on the other side, Lan Keju followed behind him, followed by Banji, and they were separated by a certain distance.

The black mist was hazy, and soon Xifeng and Lan Keju could no longer be seen, Xingmeng stared at the divine operator unkindly, and until now he still had a grudge against the divine operator.

Shen Shuanzi knew what Xingmeng meant, and in order not to let Xingmeng take advantage of it, he stood next to Xiang Beifei. Xiang Beifei didn't say anything, just sat on the broken bridge, touching the cold bridge deck casually, Think about the situation in front of you.

"God operator, how much do you know about the Rushou Ruins?" Xiang Beifei asked.

Shen Suanzi stroked his long eyebrows, and said: "Riaoshou is the name of a tribe, and it is also the name of a person. You can understand that every leader of this tribe is called Lushou. According to legend, Rushou Everyone in the tribe practices the way of gold! Everything in the world, anything related to metal, is under their control."

"The way of gold? The art of controlling gold?"

"Almost. Rushou is one of the Five Elements Gods. 10 years ago, the Yajiao airspace was mainly controlled by nine major forces, and Rushou was one of them." The fortune teller said.

"God of the Five Elements, if the Lord accepts gold, wouldn't there still be tribes of wood, water, fire, and earth?" Xiang Beifei asked.

"Of course it is." The fortune teller nodded.

"What are the names of the nine tribes?"

"The Rushou Tribe, Jumang Tribe, Gonggong Tribe, Zhurong Tribe, Houtu Tribe, Youxiong Tribe, Shennong Tribe, Jiuli Tribe, and Giant Spirit Tribe."

The divine operator paused, and then said: "Actually, many people don't know the names of these tribes. I just happened to know them from a certain ancient ruins."

Giant spirit tribe?

Do you mean the old giant?

Xiang Beifei couldn't help thinking of the old giant spirit he met in the Great Wasteland.

After thinking for a while, he said again: "Wait, I have a question. Only Xiyang in the Yajiao airspace can resist the devouring power of the void, but I didn't see any Xiyang in the Lushou tribe. How did they resist? ?”

A strange look appeared on Shen Suanzi's face, he lowered his voice, and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you still think that only Xiyang can resist the power of the void?"

Xiang Beifei was surprised: "You mean—Xi Rang is not the only one? But why do we usually only see Xi Rang..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped and looked at the magic operator in surprise: "Wait a minute, only Xiyang is the most precious in the Yajiao airspace!"

The fortune teller smiled slightly, and said: "After the battle of 10 years, many of the older generation died in battle, and the younger generation actually didn't think carefully about why Xiyang became the only currency in the Yajiao airspace."

After what he said, a ray of light seemed to flash in Xiang Beifei's mind.

Then, I thought of Dao Palace again.

He was surprised and said: "You don't mean to say that the Dao Palace that won the battle 10 years ago is actually the tribe that controls the soil? And the race that dominates the Dao Palace cultivates the way of soil? Dao Palace, is it the Houtu Tribe?"

"Is it specific? I don't dare to talk nonsense. How dare we talk about things in the Dao Palace?" The fortune teller replied with a smile.

Xiang Beifei thought carefully about the words of the divine operator.

Although Shen Suanzi didn't say it clearly, Xiang Beifei felt that this possibility was extremely high!

These are rarely mentioned in the classics of many races in the Yajiao airspace. There are very few records about 10 years ago, and a lot of information is ambiguous.

Xiang Beifei has been in the Crane Clan for more than half a year, and he has also learned a lot about the past of the Yajiao Airspace from the Crane Clan, but he doesn't know much, and there is no record of what Shen Shuanzi mentioned.

If the Dao Palace is really the Houtu tribe who controls the Earth Road, then it is understandable why the soil becomes the currency circulating in the Yajiao airspace.

That's because they were able to control Xiyang in the first place. When they became the final winners in that war and one side dominated, in order to control all races, Xiyang became a tool of their rule!

They built the world list, seemingly generously donating the soil to the geniuses of the major races, and told all races that the birth of the soil is very slow, and it takes 10 years to give birth to an inch of soil, and the existence of the Dao Palace is to replace them for free. Let's go to give birth to the soil, help all races to resist the power of the void, and package ourselves as the so-called savior, so that all races will look forward to the Dao Palace and be grateful.

But Xiang Beifei knew very well that the birth of Xiyang must not be as slow as He Yunfang and other races think!

It is not difficult to give birth to the soil!

Dao Gong, as a descendant of the earth tribe who practiced earth Taoism, couldn't be much slower than Xiang Beifei!

It's all just that the Taoist Palace is strictly controlling the yield of the soil.

They can produce high-yielding soil, but deliberately do not produce too much soil, otherwise the races in the Yajiao airspace will not obediently obey the Dao Palace.

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Shen Suanzi looked at Xiang Beifei with great interest, and said with a smile, "Friend Mu, your surname is Mu. I thought you had something to do with the Jumang tribe."

The Jumang tribe obviously practiced wood way!

Xiang Beifei shook his head: "My surname just happens to be Mu."

"So it is."

Shen Suanzi looked at Xiang Beifei strangely, nodded slightly, and did not continue to ask.

He still didn't go to divination Xiang Beifei.

Xiang Beifei fell into deep thought.

The Rushou tribe used to be the aborigines of the Yajiao airspace. They must have some kind of artifact to resist the power of the void. Maybe it is the metal that made the black bridge under their feet!

Broken bridges are all made of metal. What if I use the way of metal to perceive it?

Although Xiang Beifei didn't master the way of divination, he did control a lot of the way of the five elements!

When someone in Kyushu awakened the system, what they mastered was the way of the five elements, and someone just happened to use it on him.

Xiang Beifei's eyes lit up with a gray light, shining brightly, and soon recondensed into a system interface:

【Taoist: Xiang Beifei】

[Tao level: Jin Dao]

[Boundary: Eternal Life]

He quietly distributed his way of controlling money on the broken bridge below him, but he soon encountered a strong resistance.

"What a powerful defense."

Even if Xiang Beifei used Jin Dao, he found that he couldn't do anything about that super powerful defensive ability.

If it is the kind of breath soil in the Dao Palace, he can successfully assimilate it by simulating it by relying on the yin and yang source qi, but not here, because every place is protected by powerful spiritual power, and even he cannot break this spiritual power.

This relic has passed 10 years, but there is a reason why it has not been occupied by the Dao Palace.Even Xiang Beifei couldn't do anything about that powerful realm suppression.

He wondered if he should use "Back to Basics" to erode this power, but after trying for a long time, he finally gave up.

The power on the broken bridge is too strong. If it goes back to basics, it will take decades, and the day lily will be rotten by then.

"Damn it! What are you doing!"

At this moment, an angry voice sounded, interrupting Xiang Beifei's thoughts.

"what happened?"

Both Xiang Beifei and Shen Suanzi came to their senses.

The voice was familiar.

Then they realized that it was Lan Keju!

Ye Qiniang rushed over from the other end of the broken bridge and asked, "What happened? What happened to Lan Keju?"

"I don't know, we just heard the sound."

Xiang Beifei turned his head and looked to the other side of the broken bridge, looking for Lan Keju.

The broken bridge they were on was very long, just now, in order to find out where there was a new road on the broken bridge, Ye Qiniang specially asked everyone to spread out and line up in a row.

Because the light is too dim, everyone stays within a distance of at least one person.

Xifeng and Lan Keju went to the front, that is to say, Xifeng is the furthest away from them now, followed by Lan Keju, Banji, Xingmeng, Magic Operator, Xiang Beifei and Ye Qiniang.

Xiang Beifei could only see Ye Qiniang and the divine operator, but not others.

The ones who can see Lan Keju so far should be Xifeng and Banji.

"Banji, what happened to Lan Keju?" Ye Qiniang raised her voice and shouted.

But at this time, Lan Keju's screams sounded again.

Everyone heard clearly this time, Lan Keju's screams did not seem to come from the Broken Bridge, but in the black mist outside the Broken Bridge!

"Did he leave the Broken Bridge?" the fortune teller asked.

"Damn it! Didn't you tell him not to leave the Broken Bridge!" Ye Qiniang snorted.